"Jiang, Jiang Pingchuan?!!"

Hearing this, Lin Chengping, who was not far away, felt like a thunderbolt from the blue, his legs softened and he almost fell to his knees.

Qi Yixin's face was also pale, and she looked at Jiang Zhige in disbelief.

The man who he rescued by himself is actually such a terrifying existence?

"What should I do, what should I do..."

At this moment, Lin Chengping felt more fear than regret.

Since the beginning of the Xianmen assessment, Jiang Zhige must have noticed his existence. Although he did not do anything on the spot, Jiang Zhige had already stated that he would visit Lingtian Jianmen for a while.

This refers to the powerhouse of Broken Mountain. Now Han Linglang has not yet entered the Lingtian Sword Sect. If Jiang Zhige came to settle the crime of disrespect, let alone Lin Chengping, the entire Lingtian Sword Sect would suffer.

Noticing Lin Chengping's fear, the white-bearded old man frowned and asked, "Chengping, why are you doing this?"

"Master, I, I..."

Lin Chengping immediately knelt on the ground and told him all the things he had offended Jiang Zhige.

"Damn!!"

The white-bearded old man was furious and slapped Lin Chengping with his backhand.

Lin Chengping didn't dare to complain, he struggled and immediately fell to his knees.

At present, only Shimen can still turn around with Jiang Zhige. If Lingtian Jianmen pushes him out to apologize, he will surely die.

The white-bearded old man's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth in a cold voice: "In any case, the grudges are over, and I, Lingtian Jianmen, are by no means a beast to be slaughtered."

"Follow me back to the sect quickly. After I discuss the countermeasures with the sect master, maybe you will have a chance to survive."

Following the order of the white-bearded old man, all Lingtian Xianmen left on a crane or a sword.

Before leaving, no one looked at Qi Yixin.

"What should I do..."

Qi Yixin slumped to the ground with tears in her eyes, feeling a sense of abandonment in her heart.

After the Xianmen examination, Han Linglang went to the Holy Sect with the black-robed man, while Han Chang practiced swordsmanship with Lu Tianjiao.

Jiang Zhige, as usual, occasionally went to see Qi Muyao, and occasionally went to Lu Tianjiao to drink and have fun.

When he got tired of drinking, he went fishing by the lake, or compared swords with Lu Tianjiao. This kind of monotonous and ordinary life did not seem boring at all here, on the contrary, it was quite comfortable and leisurely.

Two days later, at Han Chang's request, Jiang Zhige also began to teach him swordsmanship.

"Young man, you should be optimistic, these two swords are called Cang Mang Sword Art."

Jiang Zhige picked up a wooden stick, took a good posture, and slashed out with a sharp sword.

"The first sword, the vastness turns into a sword, turns into nothingness, and moves in all directions with one sword!"

There is no spiritual power fluctuation, only pure sword energy, but it penetrates the mountains and forests for several miles around, leveling everything in front of it.

"Cang, the vast sword art?"

Han Chang looked sluggish. If he remembered correctly, the Cang Mang Sword Art seemed to be the sword technique that Emperor Xuan Cang used when he was young.

Thinking of Jiang Pingchuan's character Jiang and the time of his appearance, is he the Emperor Xuancang?

There is also Lu Chen's Lu character and his swordsmanship. Could it be that he is the legendary Lu Tianjiao Lu Jianxian?

Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao happened to be old friends, so it shouldn't be too much of a coincidence.

Seeing Han Chang's shock, Jiang Zhige shook his head and explained, "Don't think too much, the Cang Mang Sword Art is not the original creation of Emperor Xuan Cang, these two sword art have already surpassed their original power after my improvement. To the essence of it, it is enough to use the Soul Repelling Realm."

The memory screen only appeared for just seven days, and most of them were memories of Nangong Rou's three daughters. Except for the evil spirits, who knew the specific experience of Emperor Xuancang's thousand-year life?

Han Chang scratched his head and said yes, how could Emperor Xuancang appear in a small mortal village when he died in the witness of the celestial beings?

Taking a step back, Emperor Xuan Cang's weapon is a black halberd, so how could he improve a sword technique?

As for the old man Chen, he was addicted to alcohol all day long, and he was not serious. He and Han Chang's impression of Fengshen and handsome, and Emperor Xuancang's happy swordsman, were basically two people.

When he came back to his senses, Han Chang suddenly noticed the surrounding scene.

"Me, my God?!"

The nearby mountains and forests are filled with silent sword energy, and the ground in front of them has been swept away.

And this is just the vast sword technique that Jiang Zhige uses at will.

"Grandpa! I must learn these two swordsmanships!"

"If you want to learn, then look good. I will only teach it once."

Jiang Zhige chuckled, the vast sword art has already disappeared, and it was passed on to Han Chang today, which can be considered to avoid the loss of a top-grade Huangjie practice.

............

Two days later, Jiang Zhige returned to Qinghe Village, ready to tell Qi Muyao a story.

This move is not good for him, but every time he sees Qi Muyao's curiosity and exploration of the content of the story, he will also have a feeling of joy in it.

Halfway through the story, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from behind.

Jiang Zhige looked back, frowning slightly.

The person who came was Qi Yixin. Now that she found this place, it was obviously her wish to go to Lingtian Jianmen after she was unable to do so.

"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains, Wind and Moon"

Qi Yixin's eyes were red and she didn't speak, she knelt down in front of Jiang Zhige on the spot.

Jiang Zhige didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Qi Muyao was a little flustered and asked in a low voice, "Chuan, Brother Chuan, is anyone here..."

Jiang Zhige patted Qi Muyao on the shoulder, indicating that she didn't have to worry.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yixin became more and more sad, and tears blurred her vision.

The sinful girl Qi Muyao, who was spurned by the villagers not long ago, has not only healed her scars, but also received the care of Jiang Zhige.

And all this should belong to her, Qi Muyao just took care of Jiang Zhige for her for a while.

Yesterday, Qi Yixin waited for a day at the entrance of the village, but after all, she could not wait for the people from Lingtian Jianmen to come to greet her.

In fact, from the time she noticed Lin Chengping's indifference, she had already guessed that she, a mortal woman, might not have been taken seriously by Lin Chengping at all.

The choice she thought was right was ridiculously ridiculous.

Jiang Pingchuan in front of him has a handsome appearance, a mysterious identity, and a strong cultivation base. It can be said that God gave Qi Yixin an opportunity to change his life against the sky.

Perhaps Jiang Zhige would not have been drowned in the river, and the life-saving grace was not at all established, but it was indeed Qi Yixin who pulled Jiang Zhige out of the river, which was a once-in-a-lifetime fate.

However, she thought that there were no such good things in the world. At first, she thought that Jiang Zhige was just a nobleman in the mortal world. Later, she thought that Jiang Zhige was an ordinary loose cultivator. Until the suppression of Lin Chengping, she still thought that Jiang Zhige was no better than a fairy. Door.

Who would have thought that even Lin Chengping's master would have to call Jiang Zhige a senior?

Now, Qi Yixin, a broken flower and a willow, knelt in front of Jiang Zhige with a look of sincerity and fear.

"Qi Yixin, I allow you to speak."

Jiang Zhige frowned, he didn't speak, was afraid Qi Yixin would keep kneeling.

"Predecessor, senior, the little girl petitions the third request..."

Qi Yixin had tears in her eyes, her voice trembled, and she lowered her head a bit.